Ride Me Down Easy — текст песни (Bobby Bare)

(Billy Joe Shaver)

This old highway she`s a hotter than nine kinds of hell
The rides they is scarce as the rain.
When you`re down to your last shuck with nothing to sell
And too far away from the train.

Been a good month of Sunday`s and a guitar ago
I had a tall drink of yesterday`s wine.
Left a long string of friends, some sheets in the wind
And some satisfied women behind.

Chorus:
So won`t you ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay.
Say I`m easy come, easy go
And easy to love when I stay.

I`ve put snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hill
Locked horns with the devil himself.
Been a rodeo bum, a son of a gun
And a hobo with stars in his crown.

Chorus:
So won`t you ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay.
Say I`m easy come, easy go
And easy to love when I stay...